aahhh look at them

h-y-p-h-e-n-d-o-t-s  asked:

Omg you've made me fall in love with Yakolya even more can I get some more of those two and domesticity??? I love how you make them look after Yuri as well!! aahhh so good xD


“Do you still love him?”

Lilia glanced up from her morning paper to stare at Yuri curiously.

“I beg your pardon?” she questioned while watching the blonde teen stir his breakfast of muscle and fruit, rather than actually eat it.

“Do you still love him?” Yuri repeated again, though his eyes did not lift from his bowl.

“Do you mean Yakov?” she found herself questioning, wondering where the sudden question had come from.

“Do you still love him?” Yuri asked once again.

She stared at the teen for a moment longer before returning to her paper.

“You never stop loving a person, Yura,” she replied simply.

“Then why did you get a divorce than?”

She stared at the paper in front of her blankly for a moment, wondering where all this had come from.

“Sometimes, love isn’t enough.”

She hated to admit it, but despite how much she had loved – still did love – Yakov, it hadn’t been enough to keep them together. It had never been enough; their careers had always been first for both of them.

“Love isn’t enough,” Yuri mumbled to himself while lifting a spoonful of muscle and fruit up in the air before watching it drop back into his bowl.

“Don’t waste your food, eat up,” she huffed while returning to her paper.

Yuri understand that love wasn’t enough, after all, his father had abandoned the boy early on and his mother had followed not long after. Lilia couldn’t believe that someone could just abandon a child, leave it for someone else to look after.

And of all children, her beautiful Yura.

Yura who listened to her every word and followed her instructions to the letter, even if he didn’t agree with what she says.

Yura who made her food whenever he had free time, purely because he wanted too.

Yura who asked her to do his hair because “no one else can do it right”.

She would never understand why Yuri’s parents abandoned him, probably like she would never truly understand why love could never be enough.

“Can you do my hair after breakfast?” Yuri asked around his spoon as he finally admitted defeat and ate his breakfast.

“If you hurry up,” she said, knowing that she would do it even if the teen continued to fiddle with his breakfast for another hour.

“Do you still love Lilia?”

Yakov rose an eyebrow as he stared down at Yuri.

“Where did that come from?” he huffed while offering the teen a water bottle.

“Was just wondering,” Yuri mumbled with a shrug as he took the water bottle.

Yakov eyed the teen closely for a moment before sighing softly.

“It doesn’t really matter if I love Lilia or not. Now, your step sequence-“

“Was horrible and I should really ask the other Yuri for help, yes, yes,” Yuri sighed while thrusting the half-finished water bottle back into his hand.

“Is getting better,” he continued, choosing to ignore the fact that he had been cut off. Yuri paused and glanced towards him in surprise before a soft smile broke onto the teens face.

“Have you talked to the other Yuri?” he questioned, earning a huff.

“Why would I go to the other Yuri? No, I asked Lilia for help,” Yuri said, a look of determination on his face.

“Good,” he said with a nod.

“But seriously, do you still love Lilia?” Yuri asked. Yakov raised an eyebrow at his youngest skater, wondering where this question was coming from.

“It doesn’t matter if I still love her, Yura. Love can’t fix our relationship. Now, back to practice. From the top!” he demanded, earning a groan of annoyance from the teen.

“Slave drivers, both of you,” Yuri mumbled under his breath, causing Yakov to smirk to himself.

Yakov sometimes couldn’t stop himself from comparing Yura to a much younger Lilia.

The attitude and sass just always reminded him of Lilia in their youth.

The way Lilia could make a man crumble at her feet.

The way she could out curse anyone with that devilish smirk on her face.

If someone had told him a few years back that he would be basically raising a child with Lilia, he would have laughed in their face. But here Yura stood, living with the both of them, acting like a younger Lilia and driving him crazy.

It almost felt like he had a family.